"Much have I seen and known; cities of men
And manners, climates, councils, governments,
...the fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and flow like the sea, being govern'd, as the sea is, by the moon" [Henry IV, I.ii.31-33]
HISTORY NEVER REPEATS ITSELF, BUT IT OFTEN RHYMES
"There is a Providence that protects idiots, drunkards, children and the United States of America." Otto von Bismarck

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Monday, April 28, 2008

Tokyo Cat Cafes Proliferate

Dumpling is my 20-pound Maine Coon who sychronistically jumped on my keyboard as I prepared to write this little piece. When this happened during a recent call to Apple Diagnostics, the fellow in Sacramento told me that they employ the resident cubicle cats for making passwords by placing them on the keyboard!!

If you're not allergic to dander, cats are the cleanest & most pleasant and relaxing animals to cohabit with, and many medical studies claim that a friendly cats' presence will prolong your life by years. US prisons often allow cats to live with inmates as it calms down the bad-vibe atmosphere in the penal facility.

And then there's that Maine Coon in Rhode Island who comes to sit by the bedside of hospital patients about to shuffle off their mortal coils. The patients often have no symptoms of near-death ailments, but in walks the big feline fellow & a couple days later, their Maker is met!

Now for every cat lover, there is a cat hater. Egyptians probably domesticated the Wild African Cat or the caracalla [sp?], a wild cat in Saudi Arabia that interbreeds with domestics---these cats resemble larger versions of Abyssinians.

Our household has three cats & one Bichon Frise, a downsized sheepdog who herds her fellow residents inside when they manage to get their prowling mode in gear after dark. Huge nasty Blue Jays keep them indoors during the day.

Dumpling's size makes him the non-human alpha animal---wish I had him in iPhoto. Brie the Bichon is beta animal, Sacha is gamma [Brie & Sacha are both females in heat & partake of Sapphic revelry in inter-species, intra-gender sexual activity. This will go on YouTube once I get my new iMac under control!

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"''I have drunk ale from the Country of the Young And weep because I know all things now: I have been a hazel-tree, and they hung The Pilot Star and the Crooked Plough
Among my leaves in times out of mind....' Much have I seen and known; cities of men
And manners, climates, councils, governments...the fortune of us that are the moon's men doth ebb and flow like the sea, being govern'd, as the sea is, by the moon."
Twenty-and-eight the phases of the moon, The full and the moon’s dark and all the crescents, Twenty-and-eight, and yet but six-and-twenty The cradles that a man must needs be rocked in: For there’s no human life at the full or the dark. From the first crescent to the half, the dream But summons to adventure and the man Is always happy like a bird or a beast; But while the moon is rounding towards the full He follows whatever whim’s most difficult...An aged man is but a paltry thing,A tattered coat upon a stick, unless
Soul clap its hands and sing, and louder sing
For every tatter in its mortal dress....Consume my heart away; sick with desire
And fastened to a dying animal
It knows not what it is; and gather me
Into the artifice of eternity.